"may i cut in?"

you know how sometimes, you have a MONUMENTALLY shit time.
i've had a monumentally shit six months.
at the start of 2010, i genuinely said to myself "okay. here it is. this is your year, make it happen"

january was spent hung up on someone who i thought was god. clearly he was not. in the slightest. in fact, he was a bit of a knob. thankfully, we're friends now, and when i look back i think "i seriously cried over him? foolish girl"

february was kind of that "here we go again, valentines day approaches. fuck everyone".
however, i spent the 14th with my best friend, we ate our weight in junk food and got pretty drunk. not too bad.

march. oh march. the start of all of my happiness, and subsequently all of my problems. on march 20th, i shared the first kiss i had with the guy who currently means more to me than anyone else in the entire world.

april, may, june and july. all beautiful. may 8th, me and my boyfriend became an "official" couple, whatever that means. we were a lovely couple, and he was so sweet to me. when we both went on holiday with our friends, we missed each other like crazy and that's when i finally realised that i loved him.

side note: portugal with eleven of your closest friends, in an absolutely beautiful villa? nirvana.

august. ruined my life.

i shouldn't be ungrateful. i was thrown seven months of heaven... and apparently it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? whoever said that clearly never went through heartbreak.

the last five months have been agony.

heartbreak, insomnia, nightmares, tears.

until six days ago :)

last thursday one of my friends took me to go and see lady gaga in concert. she was incredible and inspirational and completed lifted my spirits.

friday, saturday and sunday were filled with parties and drinks with my friends having an awesome time.

monday. i met someone absolutely amazing.

one of my best friends threw a party for christmas and his friend from university was there.

this guy was incredible? he's gorgeous, he's funny, he's smart and he's just about the nicest boy i've ever met in my entire life. he came over to dance with me and genuinely said the words "may i cut in?". just how cute is that?!

plus, i was stupidly drunk, and he didn't try and take advantage of me? that's unusual for me.

i love talking to him, he's such a great guy... and even though i'm not over my ex, i'm hoping that this guy is gonna help me.

2011. it's gonna be my year.